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| _Rogue_
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Subject: Protection from ages past | |||||
| There was a clatter of weapons as Rogue and Boudicca dropped their weapons, Fionoch never lowered his, only to make sure the Inn isn't frozen. Rogue spoke out in Gryphonic “Mo broack a Dia-berlin duil nie Fionoch,?” “Treilvit mora taine keilnock...” Flame flared inside the room, a loud screech pierced over the yells the screech was mixed partly with a lion like roar. A firy gryphon now stood where Fionoch once was. He was completely covered in flames that licked and scorched the stone floor of the Inn. Although Fionoch spoke in an echoing Gryphonic his words came out in plain English echoing in to Damon’s mind “ Ili bock raron belite. (Listen carefuly leach) Trin orlin mo Dia-daoin (If you harm my goddaughter) seli bac min doot infrea (You will know a fate worse than Hell) Betite malat naoch hasth etraon(remove you blade now)” Boudicca looked over at her husband with a look of fear and wonder in her eyes, she picked Keige up and pulled her over to Rogue with herself, more in a protective way than aggressive. “What happened to him Rogue?” she whispered “He’s a gryphon, they were created by the gods thousands of years ago to defend their treasures.” the highwayman whispered back “Most enter a rage when they or what the guard or love is threatened.” He paused as he pulled both of them along with Kila back further from Fionoch and Damon “I just made him Havenn’s godfather so he had the ability” |
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